My junior sister pretends to be good and deceives people every day

"what--"

In the silent night, a terrified scream suddenly exploded.

Above the Fang Mansion, several dark demonic auras were suspended.

As the screams became more and more shrill, they gradually gathered together and solidified.

The temperature around me dropped almost instantly.

The coldness and depression are overwhelming, making people feel suffocated.

"Help!"

The slaves who fled in panic suppressed the trembling and fear brought by their body's instincts and ran desperately towards the closed door.

During this time, someone accidentally touched the lighting lantern hanging under the eaves.

As soon as the lantern fell heavily to the ground, it was quickly ignited by the burning candle inside.

Just then, a servant, in a panic, stumbled and fell to the side. When he got up, he didn't notice that the hem of his long gown was rubbing against him.

The faint golden flame quickly climbed upwards like a young snake that had just learned to hunt.

By the time the servant finally sensed something was wrong, the flames behind him had become unstoppable.

"what--"

He screamed in panic and was about to put out the fire, but unexpectedly a cold wind suddenly blew from behind him.

"puff--"

The screams stopped abruptly as the sound of flesh being forcibly pierced through.

The servant seemed a little bit incredulous and slowly lowered his head. In the gradually darkening vision, there was only a black hand covered with glaring blood.

No, to be precise, it was just a skeleton of a hand, emitting a cold and ominous aura.

Through the gaps between the bones, you can see a bright red heart held in the palm of your hand.

The next moment, the skeleton pulled back with force.

"Puchi-"

Bright red, boiling blood gushed out from the lifeless body, extinguishing the flames on the clothes and splashing all over the skeleton behind him.

The skeleton didn't care at all and eagerly swallowed the still beating heart in his palm.

Only a pile of black bones was left on its body. After the heart was swallowed, it instantly turned into a black demonic energy and flowed into the Baihui point on the top of its head.

At the same time, the two dark eye sockets revealed the demon's iconic dark red eyes.

After the skeleton devoured the heart, it quickly ran towards its next prey.

The huge Fang Mansion had undoubtedly become a horrific and bloody hunting ground.

Its movements were so fast and fierce that any slow-moving servant would lose his life in the blink of an eye.

Those who ran fast had already reached the gate, but were bounced back by the transparent barrier.

All kinds of spiritual power smashed over crazily, but the barrier remained motionless.

Behind him are ferocious demons, and in front of him is an unbreakable barrier.

The hope of life——

The door that allows escape is right next to the barrier.

The heart-wrenching, desperate screams reached their peak at this moment.

As the skeleton hunt came to an end, the courtyard returned to silence.

There were corpses everywhere and blood all over the ground.

The only thing left in the air was the disgusting smell of blood.

After swallowing the last heart, the skeleton exuded a sense of joy all over his body.

A steady sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from behind.

The man was very handsome, wearing an indigo gown and holding a folding fan in his hand, dressed like a gentleman.

He should have been out of place in this hell on earth, but his scarlet eyes revealed his true identity.

His eyes casually swept over the corpses at his feet, finally stopping on the skeleton, revealing deep disgust.

"Wangye, you are at least the right protector of my Bone Demon Clan. Why are you acting like a hungry dog ​​now?"

The skeleton, or Wang Ye as the man called him, didn't seem to care at all about being called a dog. He turned around leisurely and looked not far behind the man.

There stood two men and one woman, they were dressed in gorgeous clothes but had their eyes closed, looked painful, their faces were ashen, and there was a strong and indissoluble demonic aura lingering all over their bodies.

The red in Wang Ye's eyes rippled, and the next second, he ran towards them.

Just when his fingertips were about to touch the youngest man, a slender hand reached out from the side and forcibly stopped his movements.

Wang Ye paused and turned his head away in displeasure.

"Nanhe!"

The hoarse and low voice was filled with a hint of annoyance.

Nanhe didn't care, he raised his eyebrows slightly with a hint of romance.

"This is the medicinal material that the master wants."

"Last time, this guardian also moved."

"So you were starved for two months."

Wang Ye: “…”

The skeleton made a creaking sound out of anger.

Nan He bent his lips, and just as the corners of his mouth raised to show gloating, he suddenly paused, and his handsome expression became tense.

"Someone is coming."

He looked up and saw a bright moon hanging high in the night sky, with some streams of light rushing towards them from the east at a very fast speed.

"It came pretty quickly."

Nanhe's tone was slightly appreciative, and if there weren't so many corpses lying around the courtyard, it might have been a real compliment.

"I'll take them back first. Don't bother with them any more. Just kill them."

As he spoke, Nanhe transformed into a ball of dark demonic energy and swept the three people away.

As soon as he left, there was a noise outside the barrier.

In a moment or so, the solid barrier that tightly enveloped the huge mansion shattered.

The sounds of cicadas and frogs in the summer night, which were originally blocked out by the barrier, now poured in like a tide.

Likewise, the demonic energy that had not yet completely dissipated and the strong smell of blood also quickly spread out.

There are many independent cultivators living in Qinghe City, and anything unusual happening here immediately attracted their attention.

Soon, everyone gathered at the gate of Fang Mansion.

The guards of the City Lord's Mansion arrived earlier than them. Some of them were already inside helping to encircle and suppress Wang Ye, while others surrounded the gate of Fang Mansion to prevent the wandering cultivators from entering.

Too many people would cause chaos, and the cultivation level of these casual cultivators was not very high.

The fighting had already started in the courtyard, and all kinds of powerful spiritual powers were coming with great force, accompanied by the roars of tigers that reached the sky.

Wang Ye fought against everyone on his own and dealt with them with ease. From time to time, he would use his magic energy to roll up a corpse and throw it at them.

Seeing that they were irritated, the skeleton creaked again and laughed happily.

Being provoked so arrogantly, Jiang Ciyuan's expression became much gloomier.

"Devil, suffer death!"

He no longer tried to capture him alive. Instead, he coordinated with his senior brother Gu Qingyan's sword moves and chopped towards Wang Ye's skull with the Xuanshuang sword.

The sharp sword wind accompanied by pure demonic power came towards him, but Wang Ye did not take it to heart.

Among this group of people, the strongest is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he is a demon general.

Converted into the realm in the world of cultivation, it is already the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation.

There seems to be only one level difference between Nascent Soul and God Transformation, but in fact there is a huge gap between them.

Even if there were five Nascent Soul disciples, it would only be slightly troublesome to deal with them.

Facing Jiang Ciyuan who was holding the Xuanshuang Sword, those scarlet eyes quickly fell on his chest.

A cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage not only has abundant spiritual energy, but his heart also tastes more delicious.

The skeleton opened its mouth slightly, revealing a greedy smile.

It just so happened that he hadn’t eaten enough.